Ir1s.S - night

E-E-E-Even if you are not ready for the *time*
It cannot always be night, night, night, night, night
(grey, grey, grey, grey, grey)
Some believe the fate of our world is inflexible, my employers dis-agree
They authorize me to nudge things (mhm?)
In a particular direction from time to time
We are in the future
This is the moment where you watch your father die
Unless?
What would YOU want nudged?
Ms. Vance

Written by:
Giuseppe De Santis

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